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gon' pull up on me,
Shawty gon' know the deal,
Everyone talkin' to me, they better know fr,
I'm giving it my all, fr fr,
Shawty my bae fr,
Doin yo thang

me
How The Gods Kill
Saw Wolf who were
Balls To The Wall
But Halford on a Harley
Was the best of it all
One hundred euros
Seven hours to make it

Isn't it the journey that...
Isn't it the journey that makes it all worthwhile?

Eight hundred miles down the coast of somewhere
She sang me a song and I

Surrounded by that all water boy 
I'm still not your peer
You wanna talk we can do it up
Like an addict 
Pull up on your spot
cnd shoot it up

Pretty boy

Oh, strange things are happening    
I can't quite tell what's going on
The daylight sky is filled with stars 
cnd the people on the streets, all

me
How The Gods Kill
Saw Wolf who were
Balls To The Wall
But Halford on a Harley
Was the best of it all
One hundred euros
Seven hours to make it

as applesauce
You lack thesaurases
My worse verse better than all of your choruses
Smoke trees by the forest money tall as allosauruses

Smoke good, eat good

me
How The Gods Kill
Saw Wolf who were
Balls To The Wall
But Halford on a Harley
Was the best of it all
One hundred euros
Seven hours to make it

me
How The Gods Kill
Saw Wolf who were
Balls To The Wall
But Halford on a Harley
Was the best of it all
One hundred euros
Seven hours to make it

dripping backwards

Hit line in your raps, I can tell
Big bank take lil bank, let's put it on the scale
Keep that money on my mind, you can't tell by what I

with a cross
Get a seal, I don't wanna smell it all
Blue Benjis, hundred fifties
Don't show no pity, fuck run the city And that same love that you show

know who to blame
Broken chains
Became a slave
To this love game
So insane
Hidden tears
Showered by tha rain
Silent cries
No alibis
Lord feel my pain

The last time I came to the Stockton

You were miles away but still so enchanting
I doubt you’ll reply by tomorrow
But my eyes won’t seem to leave my

From the east to the west beyond the 5 strand line
To all the way where the river divides
From the tall pine trees down to the Texas coast
Echoes

As we lie here, glass stained of red wine.
My empty chalice of what was just a faded memory.
An eternal hunger for you my love.
Our carnal needs that

much of a riddle.
It's she's got what it takes, that's alright by me.
Gotta keep the options open and never sleep on my own

Number sixty, I mean

The rolling rivers rushing by
You're the hillside where I sit on Granny White

You're the dirt on barefoot feet
You're the grass stains on my jeans
You're

bet
Had that Chevy on state, ride through every nigga set

Hundred thousand on bond, air rap nigga, cut a check
I was fours in the mango, gettin' your

to make it shake
I started this verse flying to the States
Shoreway took us home
Driving by the Lake
Took time out my day
Gave her bout an eighth
Cabrón he

her wrist
He'd hunt me until my dying day
He'd never let it end

The cops arrived
Right there and then
But by the time
They smashed the window in
Her

it's really chauvinism
Politic game fueled by rampant egotism
All these fuck niggas giving me a damn aneurysm

Iron rains from the sky
Nowhere to run

go, get it, stack it tall as four midgets
be all about yo digits
I tread light, I call it toe-toe tippin
I keep that tool, I do no-no slippin

If it

I'ma run down on that nigga but he thought it was a lick
All the niggas in my cliquе, on that getting money shit

I'ma run down on that nigga but he thought it was a lick
All the niggas in my cliquе, on that getting money shit